"Bury me quick, you cocksuckers! I'm already ripe!"
Just a quick note to mention for all your Deadwood fans and armchair historians of the Old West that the real life Calamity Jane died of pneumonia today back in 1903. (Considerin' the situation you might want to take a fresh bottle to drink from.) Here's a photo of the real deal.
Yeah, The Prig wouldn't have lasted long in Deadwood. The language would see him drop within the first few minutes of hitting town, and every time he woke up chances are what he'd fallen in would cause him to pass out again.
heh...or around Calamity Jane for that matter. Ladylike decorum was completely lost on her. Jane could, as a former co-worker once noted about our former boss, use 'fuck' as a noun, a verb and an adjective, all in the same sentence. She was a woman before her time! One of my favorite lines of hers from DEADWOOD...
----------------------------- Calamity Jane: Maybe I will have a fuckin' drink, for sociability's sake and 'cause I'm a fuckin' drunk. Joanie Stubbs: What's your preference? Calamity Jane: That it ain't been previously swallowed.
Ah, but which will we miss the most? Al? Merrick? Jane? The ineffable Steve the Drunk? The relentlessly politically incorrectly named Nigger General? Sol? Bullock? Dan?
It's a tough choice. I'm still missing Wild Bill, and it's been two years and change. I suspect, as you say, I'll miss them all. Even Richardson. Hell, even E.B. "I am imagining the pool which spawned you. I am filling it with rocks..." Heh. Great, great stuff.
I expect that the more fully fictional a character is the more likely he or she is to fall before this is all over. It'll be interesting to see how far along they'll take the characters who survived the entire period in the final section of the second movie. Will it be a visit with the final moments of each (a la Six Feet Under's conclusion) or a still shot and a text overlay (a la Animal House) - I can't imagine he'd finish up without providing capping events for each of the characters.
I wonder how many unofficial guides to Deadwood are being worked on out there even now?
So much else calling out for attention, and with watchables already piled up, finding even more things to watch doesn't seem like much of a sane prospect. I'm not even fishing around for new things at the moment, as I need to get some other things done and make some attempt to round out my life a little. This week on Paramount+, the fourth season of the animated Star Trek: Lower Decks came to a satisfying end. A manic pace of in-universe nods continues to give it the Star Trekiest of Trek feels with the casual, plot-essential trivia drawn from decades of Star Trek shows, woven throughout. Also there, the contemporary Frasier series' first season hits its halfway point with episode five. I'm enjoying it, but it continues to walk a wobbly line as some of it works smoothly while other moments reek of formula, with some of each overlapping. I'd be very interested in seeing how well or not this new series works on its o...
I haven't done any blogging posts on current and streaming media since November 3rd, which broke a streak of weekly ones that had been going since September of 2019 - albeit as part of a different, group, blog. As with many such inactions, it wasn't intended as a formal stoppage, just a momentary delay, but here it is five weeks later. This post's linking theme is the return of fondly-remembered characters. It really should include the recent arrival to streaming of Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny over on Disney+, but I haven't really mustered my reactions to that. Instead, I'll stick with two other nostalgic items that arrived this week. Yesterday saw the arrival of the season finale, episode ten, of Kelsey Grammar's return of Frasier Crane in the 2023 iteration of Frasier , over on Paramount+. The series picked up on the titular character in the present, whom we haven't seen since his 11-season first series wr...
As I've mentioned various times (and will many times again), part of a selective rebuild of my comics collection in large-format hardcovers, with a particular eye on the horizon of that life-transition clumsily called "retirement", has primarily been Omnibus editions. Perhaps foolishly I've mostly been just accumulating them rather than digging straight in, as I'm looking forward to days when my time will rarely be beholden to anyone I don't in some way love, and I can try to discover if I'm capable of recapturing some version of those long-ago years when I had the time to get lost in this sort of thing when and as long as I wished. There's a whole other quality of life, and the building of a life I want to live discussion I need to have with myself that relates to the timing of all this, but today's blog entry ain't for that. This week's sole new addition to the physical library is ...
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/crumples to floor
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Calamity Jane: Maybe I will have a fuckin' drink, for sociability's sake and 'cause I'm a fuckin' drunk.
Joanie Stubbs: What's your preference?
Calamity Jane: That it ain't been previously swallowed.
As with you, I'm going to miss this cast when the show's gone.
It's a tough choice. I'm still missing Wild Bill, and it's been two years and change. I suspect, as you say, I'll miss them all. Even Richardson. Hell, even E.B. "I am imagining the pool which spawned you. I am filling it with rocks..." Heh. Great, great stuff.
I wonder how many unofficial guides to Deadwood are being worked on out there even now?